“I’m sorry.” These were the last words spoken to me by my fiance, a man I had loved for 15 years, as he was escorted by police out of our shared future. Life is not fair; no one promised it would be. One of the most devastating conditions is simultaneously one of tbe most silenced. Brilliance and madness is a fine line. Responsibility and accountabilty arre difficult constructs. It’s an uncomfortable story…yet it was my reality.
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